Jon towered over me. Again I couldn't help but think how tall and imposing he was. I looked around to see the entire diner watching, again. I refused to be intimidated by Jon.
"Jon," I started casually. "So nice to see you." I said. Jon continued to glare at me.
"I asked what you were doing here." He spat through gritted teeth.
"And who do you think you are? I don't owe you any explanation. I am getting dinner, not that it's any business of yours." I finished. Jon looked pissed now. I guessed he wasn't used to people standing up to him. I heard someone gasp and looked around wondering who it was. "Jon, just sit down. There's no need to make a scene. I think you and I should talk anyway." I finished. He seemed to consider for a second, begrudgingly deciding to sit down across from me.
